Wen Lu's eyes were blurred and empty. No matter how Wen Xue called him, he didn't say a word.

Wen Xue stopped talking and sat with Wen Lu, just like many years ago, when she was in a bad mood or encountered something unhappy, Wen Lu would talk to her.

Wen Xue didn't know how long it would take him to get out, or if he would never get out.

At this moment, Wen Xue saw a familiar pen on the ground, which looked very familiar.

She picked it up and looked at it carefully: "Brother, didn't you lose this pen more than ten years ago?"

Finally, there was a fluctuation in Wen Lu's eyes.

He looked at Wen Xue and said in a low voice, "More than ten years ago?"

"Yes, have you forgotten? I have liked this pen of yours for a long time. I wanted you to give it to me many times, but you refused. Later, when you finally finished your college entrance examination, I wanted to ask you for this pen again, but you couldn't find it.

You haven't found it for a long time, right?" Wen Xue was reminded by this pen, "Brother, where did you find it now? I have never seen it at home in these years."

Wen Xue's words finally reminded Wen Lu of something.

He remembered that he used this pen to write when he was in his third year of high school...

Later, after the college entrance examination, he, Yan Qin, Nie Dongyu and others started riding from Ancheng and went to many places. At that time... he also carried this pen with him.

Yes, for convenience, he brought a pen with him, this pen.

In other words, this pen was lost long ago while riding.

Later when he returned home, Wen Xue did ask him for a pen. He looked for it for a long time and never found it again.

Yes...

This pen has been lost outside.

Then why can he see this pen again after more than ten years?

Wen Lu's pupils were dilated and he was speechless.

"Brother, the pen is like new. The quality is really good." Wen Xue looked at the pen and said, "Dad was too partial back then and just wouldn't buy it for me, huh."

This pen is unique because Wen Lu's name is engraved on it.

Wen Lu suddenly seemed to remember something, and a light flashed through his chaotic brain. He snatched the pen from Wen Xue's hand with red eyes, and held it tightly, holding it!

"Yao Yao!" Wen Lu remembered something so far away that he almost forgot all about it until this moment!

"Yaoyao..."

"Yaoyao..."

Wen Lu shouted the name of the nursery rhyme like crazy, and laughed like crazy: "Hehe, hehe...hehe...it turns out...it turns out to be like this...it turns out...that's it..."

How can anyone in this world love him so much that his eyes and eyes are gentle, that his eyes are in his heart, and that he loves him so much that he will stay by his side even if he suffers all the grievances?

It turned out...she had loved him for more than three years.

Wen Xue thought Wen Lu was acting drunk and quickly grabbed his arm: "Brother, what's wrong? Brother... are you okay? Brother!"

"Yao Yao... Yao Yao..." Wen Lu cried bitterly, tears flowing from his eyes like floods bursting from a dam.

He kept shouting "Yao Yao" and the name of the nursery rhyme, holding the pen tightly in his hand.

Without deep love, no one would be willing to leave their hometown, no one would be willing to come to Ancheng from Luancheng, thousands of miles away, no one would be able to keep their eyes off him after only meeting him a few times, and they would be filled with tenderness when they saw him.

Even if he spoke coldly and was distant and cold, she would always wait for him with a warm heart.

This wait lasted for more than ten years.
Chapter completed!